The next morning, when Hua entered the hall, Chu Yu and the others were already there. However, compared to the previous two days, today was considered early, as the sun outside was not yet halfway up.
"Chu Yu, after a full day of investigation yesterday, we have confirmed that there are a few left-handed people in the military camp, but they are all in clerical positions and have no martial arts background. As for Huijin City, the area is too large and the people are numerous and diverse, so it may take another two days to know the results."
"It's alright, it'll only be a couple of days at most."
Yongheng received the results from the military camp early this morning. He had drunk too much yesterday, and his head was really sore when he was woken up this morning, so he lay in bed for a while. He figured Hua probably hadn't gotten up yet, so he decided to talk to him later.
So when they came in, they were just getting started.
"Liao Liao, come over here."
Hua hesitated for a moment, looking at the seats next to Wan Ke and Chu Yu, but after a brief struggle, she lifted her foot and went towards Chu Yu.
She sat down, picked up some delicate pastries, but didn't rush to eat them. Instead, she waited for Chu Yu to pour her tea so they could enjoy them together.
"So we're just going to wait around for the next couple of days?"
Chu Yu glanced at the impatient Tu Er.
"What's the rush? Right now, the enemy is in the shadows, while we are in the light. We can't find the so-called Black Wind Bandits, but they can come looking for us!"
brush!
Everyone looked at Chu Yu.
"Chu Yu, have you come up with a solution yet?"
Chu Yu handed the teacup beside him to Hua and continued, "I heard that Li Wu is setting up a mourning hall for his son Li Kui tomorrow. At that time, all the high-ranking officials and dignitaries in Huijin City will likely be present. If..."
Chu Yu tapped the table lightly with his finger, and Gu Xi, seeing this, continued the conversation.
"If Li Kui were to suddenly come back to life, the Black Wind Bandits would surely be restless!"
"Resurrected?!"
"How is this possible?!"
Yong Heng was greatly shocked and quickly asked, "Chu Yu, are you talking about a fake life or a real life?"
If it's fake, he can accept it, but if it's real...
Chu Yu glanced at him casually, "Do I look like I'm lying?"
"......!!!"
"Are you serious?!"
"Chu Yu, you're not joking?"
Tu Er and the others couldn't stand it anymore. He was, after all, a dignified fourth prince. Why was he making such a fuss?
"Hey, I'm telling you, when you're putting on an act, you have to go all the way!"
"If it's a fake, Black Wind Bandit isn't stupid, how could he fall for it!"
Yong Heng looked at Tu Er and the others, and it seemed that no one present was surprised except for him.
"no..."
"Don't you all find this...strange?"
Was he overreacting, or were they just too calm?
This is bringing someone back to life!! Bringing them back to life!! How can they be so calm?!
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he lavishly finished the pastries in his hand, then looked at Yong Heng, who was standing in the center of the hall in disbelief.
He said, "Yongheng, is there any need to be so surprised? It's just resurrecting a person! What's the big deal?"
"You call yourself a prince? Calm down!"
"I...I'm not calm?"
"I'm making a fuss over nothing?!"
Yongheng pointed to himself as he spoke, looking at the flower. The flower nodded its little head seriously, confirming that it was indeed true!
After inhaling and exhaling several times, Yongheng finally calmed down a little.
For the first time, I began to doubt myself.
What kind of people did he invite?
How could someone so calmly utter such shocking words?
Yong Heng stood there in shock. Gu Xi looked at Chu Yu and asked, "So what do you plan to do now?"
Chu Yu put down his teacup, refilled the flowered cup, looked at them, and slowly said, "Li Kui was Minister Li's beloved son, and now he's suddenly gone. Of course we have to go and pay our respects!"
If we don't go, how can we enjoy the excitement?
"So what are we going to do today? Or just do nothing and wait?"
Tu Er and Wan Ke came here specifically for the Black Wind Bandits, and he couldn't just sit there doing nothing and wait.
"Since we're bored, let's go to Qingshan Temple again."
After Chu Yu finished speaking, he saw that Hua had already finished eating her snacks. He stood up and straightened the corners of his clothes, which had been slightly wrinkled from sitting.
"Last time we went to the back mountain of Qingshan Temple without warning, which may have disturbed the monks' practice. We should at least go and apologize to the abbot!"
"Um?"
Yongheng looked at Chu Yu, then at Hua and the others. Why did we suddenly get onto this topic?
What does this mean?
Tu Er shook his head. This was the first time he had seen someone react so slowly. At first, he thought the masked man was a powerful figure, but now it seemed that the mask was really useless.
Touching his own face, he thought with a touch of sympathy that perhaps he had some unspeakable secret.
After all, not everyone can look like him!
He patted Yongheng on the shoulder sympathetically, "Let's go, or Chu Yu and the others will be at Qingshan Temple soon."
This fourth prince is really...
Fortunately, his swordsmanship was quite good, otherwise he would have doubted Chu Yu and the others' judgment in people.
This time, Chu Yu and his group stopped at the foot of the mountain.
Why did you stop going up?
Yongheng, who was later, only saw that Chu Yu and the others had already climbed a short flight of steps. He caught up with them and asked them in bewilderment.
"Your Highness, we've come to apologize, so of course we must be as sincere as possible!"
Even a flower understands such a simple principle; it's all based on her rich experience accumulated over the years.
These steps are said to have 999 steps, which are used to test the sincerity of pilgrims. Therefore, to prove their sincerity, pilgrims, whether commoners or high-ranking officials, all walk up the steps.
Mortals value extreme numbers, with nine being the most revered. This seemingly endless staircase would indeed be a test for ordinary mortals, but for Chu Yu and his companions, it was as if nothing had happened.
Only Yongheng, panting heavily, watched as his group walked uphill as if it were flat ground.
Although he could be considered a half-cultivator, he was ultimately no match for Chu Yu and his group of non-humans.
In the end, he could only pant heavily and try his best to catch up with them.
While Yongheng was still struggling to climb up, Gu Xi had already gently knocked on the temple door, waiting for the young monk to open it.
With a creak.
A bald little monk came out.
He was so young that you could see nine ordination scars on his head just by looking down.
"Esteemed benefactors, our abbot will not be receiving guests today."
That's interesting.
Chu Yu and the others exchanged glances. Before they could even explain their purpose, the abbot of Qingshan Temple was already trying to drive them away.
Chu Yu took a step forward, his eyes fixed sharply on the little monk in front of him.
"What if we absolutely must meet today?"
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